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Disturbance #134

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The willing blue mists of memory enclose and enthrall. Soft memories encircle Chay and I, encircle our souls; our lives intertwined, memories and realities, each memory a stream, each assimilating the other to blend the greater river: the one made of many. We are one, Chay and I, we have been as one through our innocence and will remain so even when our river joins the vast eternal sea.
But evil pupates from the corpus Malkaz. And while Chay lives, if we are truly one, I too must live.
I help Chay’s soul reclothe itself within her. Then I return.

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    D.M. almost 5 years ago

    The image of Chay's soul reclothing itself is brilliant.

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